•our paths• (bryce parker)

•CHAPTER 10•

august 22nd
same day

we finished watching a movie about and hour and a half ago. kelsey and jackson went for a walk, to get their last moments together before we drive the boys to the airport later. bryce and i were cuddled up in bed. we were just staring at each other and whispering back and forth.

y/n: do you have to leave?

bryce: im sorry my love, i do

y/n: whyyyy

bryce: i have to get back to the house

i pouted at him not liking the response. he planted a kiss on my lips. i pulled away and smiled at him. i connected my forehead to his and stared into his beautiful brown eyes. i gave him a quick peck on the lips before we heard a knock at the door. we were both confused as to what it was because kelsey and jack have a key and would walk in, and we didn't order anything. bryce and i both got up from the bed, i sat in the chair so i could see the door as bryce walked over to the door. he turned the handle and opened the door. it was the fucking paparazzi. questions after questions, flashes after flashes within seconds. bryce shut the door and sat on the bed. he buried his face in his hands and sighed. i stood up from the chair and walked over to him, removing his hands from his face. i sat on hip lap, straddling him. i placed my hands on his cheeks rubbing them with my thumbs. he wrapped his arms around me.

y/n: hey hey hey their fucked most of the time and you know that. they have no boundaries. the goal was to have it upset you because then they get more drama. the more drama the more money. don't let it ruin your last day here baby. i love you.

bryce: i love you too, i just don't want you to feel uncomfortable.

y/n: i'm okay i promise.

i placed a soft kiss on his lips before he laid back on the bed holding me tightly.

30 minutes later

jack and kels walked in.

kels: do the paparazzi always know where you are?

jack: majority of the time they do

y/n: oh they got bryce and i too, they literally showed up to the door so i'm thinking we pack up and grab food then drive y'all to the airport.

bryce: i second that, i hate that they know where we are

kels: exactly it's called privacy

jack: they don't know what privacy is babe

y/n: bags in our car so we can drop your car off and then go eat.

bryce & jack: yes mam

we helped the boys finish packing their stuff up. i opened the door to see if the paparazzi was still there and they weren't. we grabbed all the bags and ran to the elevator, we made it into the elevator thinking we were in the clear but when we reached the lobby they were all there. pictures flashing and cameras clicking. i grabbed onto kelsey's hand and bryce's arm as he led us out. jackson was holding onto kelsey so we were all in a line. once we made it out of the building their were fans everywhere. we all looked at each other and started running to the car. we got to the cars and were good because you had to have a room at the hotel to be able to get to the car area. someone turned the corner and it was not who i expected.

y/n: guys slight issue....paparazzi bought a room to talk to us, here they come

bryce: great

kelsey: wow you guys really are popular

jackson: you're friends with us so they are going to want to talk to you guys too so it's not just us

we continued to pack the car pretending not so see them.